The Human Giant



It was confusing to Yoze as he couldn't see the benefits of blocking this road for a few days before the strong and massive army came to take care of them.

"Sect,"

Yoze stopped walking when sudden memory resurfaced in his mind and his eyes began to twitch.

"That Army Commander said something about a sect when he talked about the gang. Did he mean that the gang was a martial art sect that was taking advantage of the city?" 

Yoze stopped walking as he tried to remember every detail that happened a few hours ago when he faced the Radiant gang. As he was running at his fastest speed down the main road, Yoze eventually came across a large encampment on the sides of the road.

There were well-fed and groomed horses grazing without much concern and several Radiant Gang members on the lookout. However, Yoze noticed that twice as many guards were watching the other side of the road facing New Swampscott City compared to the one facing New Swamp town.

"Turn around kid, the Radiant Gang has claimed this land as our territory. If you don't want to be killed then head back to town." An elderly man seemed to have suddenly become aware of Yoze's appearance and told him to leave.

"I'm sorry but I was wondering if you could let me through, there is an emergency that I need to take care of at New Swampscott city." Finding that the elderly man had good intentions when he threatened him, Yoze felt his anger decrease a little as he felt he might be able to solve this problem without fighting.

"Let you though? We aren't going to let information about what is happening reach the city. So no, that is my final warning before we will just kill you." The elderly radiant gang member said drawing his sword.

"Can I speak with your Gang leader? I want to see if there is a way I could pay to get let through."  Yoze asked again.

Yoze's desire to fight against these gang members drastically decreased after seeing that there were a few elderly in their pack. He couldn't help but feel his heart soften when he was reminded of his father.

Even though these elderly men appeared to be hiding their trained bodies in martial arts, Yoze still thought of them as similar to his dying father unconsciously. Of course, it was also due to them not even being close to strong enough to make Yoze feel threatened that his sympathy flourished.

For a second it seemed to Yoze that the elderly man was going to swing his sword but he sighed with relief when he saw him sheathed his sword. 

"Come, I'll take you to our leader but be warned you better make a great offer or you will die without a corpse." The elderly Radiant Gang member said as he signaled to the others watching to let Yoze in.

"Thank you, can I ask you for your name senior?" 

"The names Cold Joe," The elderly man told Yoze as he remembered the feeling he just had.

Just moments ago, Cold Joe was about to cut Yoze down but just as he had the intention to do it he felt his heart tighten as he felt that if he did he would awaken a dangerous beast. Out of fear, Cold Joe allowed Yoze into their encampment to send him to their leader to deal with.

"Cold Joe, you don't seem so cold to me?" Trying to make some conversation with Cold Joe while observing the inside of the Radiant Gangs camp, Yoze secretly was amazed to see that every last one of these gang members had trained to the point that they developed Inner Vigor.

Some of the gang members' Inner Vigor created a sharp aura around them, others felt that they were as light as feathers and others seemed to be as cold as ice. 

Cold Joe's aura was similar to the first group and had a sort of sharpness to him. So, he asked why he was given the nickname of being cold when he didn't cultivate body cultivation that generated cold inner vigor.

"I have killed plenty of people in my youth. People consider me to be cold-hearted." Cold Joe replied feeling nervous as he was having trouble sensing Yoze who was behind him.

His steps were completely silent and for some reason, if Cold Joe did not turn around to check on Yoze every few steps Yoze's presence would quickly fade away. After his presence completely vanished Cold Joe couldn't tell if Yoze was right against his back or still several steps behind.

The only comfort that Cold Joe had was that he was surrounded by his teammates in case something went down.

"Sharp Gary, some rich man wants to discuss with the Boss a way to let him through." 

Since the encampment wasn't very large they were able to arrive at the biggest tent within a few minutes. Before they arrived, Cold Joe called out to the man standing outside the big tent.

Even before Cold Joe called out to Sharp Gary, he had placed his focus on Yoze and was confused about why the always reliable Cold-hearted killer Joe let in a scholar.

However, Sharp Gary lived up to his name and immediately went inside the tent. By the time he came out, he was followed by a young man wearing a luxurious robe with red string imprinted in the fabric.

The young man looked to be in his teens but the sharp glint in his eyes revealed the intelligence and wisdom inside that teen's body.

"You're the scholar that wants to discuss business with me," The young man smirked as he looked at Yoze's strong body with disdain.

"I wonder where a scholar gets his confidence from that he thinks he can do business with a gang. Much less the strongest gang in the Grave Region." 

"Your gang is certainly the strongest gang I have ever met but like any organization in the world things can be settled if you have enough money," Yoze responded to the young man's disdain, feeling less bad about destroying the Radiant Gang knowing that their leader was so young.

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